Cdot Honcho - Fetish lyrics

I got a fetish, When it come to that money I’m selfish (Aye) She steady average I hope that she gettin’ that, When it’s about money you second n***a was broke for a second, Now look at this double G on that Hugo, Put it up We barely subtract, We be addin’ up, Just run it up b**hes be lined up. I got a fetish for cheddar, I got a fetish for cheddar I got a fetish for cheddar, I got a feeetish Them boys can’t f**k with me Smoke up them lames Pardon me I’m on my way to the cheddar I got a feeetish for cheddar. I got a feeetish, In love with the money my b**hes be jealous They tryna’ get up their pants Speaking of pants my s**t from Paris (Aye) I get that money a lot of ways Pull up your s**t go a lot of ways Used to be broke couldn’t sleep for a lot of days Now I wake up & blow a lot of cake I done spent so much at Neiman’s That s**t it be the s**t on the holidays I got designer to throw away – I got b**hes that won’t go away I got some n***as that blow away Problems don’t last we make them all go away Wake up like “what I’m a’ buy today?” S**t if I could I’d buy today My auntie asked what I payed on my shoes Margiela’s I told her they came this way And this off set how the forgi’s came No this is not how this foreign came I lose a lot of sleep I’m on a lot man I really wanna buy to fleek Fendi and Burberry, She tryna swallow me I got a feeetish it’s callin’ me I got a feeetish, When it come to that money I’m selfish (Aye) She steady average I hope that she gettin’ that, When it’s about money you second n***a was broke for a second, Now look at this double G on that Hugo, Put it up We barely subtract, We be addin’ up, Just run it up b**hes be lined up. I got a feeetish for cheddar, I got a feeetish for cheddar I got a feeetish for cheddar, I got a feeetish Them boys can’t f**k with me Smoke up them lames – Pardon me I’m on my way to the cheddar I got a feeetish for cheddar. Got about 4 Designers on, I’m one of a kind, Mixin the gas only exotic I’m smoking on This a’hell of a high – I ain’t got no balance Checkout my closet a shoe palace Wake up account got a new balance (aye) My life is a recess, I play a b***h like a PS! I got some s**t in my V8, you probably thought “you want a picture” (aye) (Vrmm) The police don’t do s**t but learn about it (VRMM) They ain’t on s**t I ain’t worried about it Money take away all of my worries I get it yeah I get a kick out it She lick it I’m so quick to kick at it I’m heavily known to go switch out a b***h. I got a feeetish for cheddar, C-D-O-T known to f**k off the s**t, I never seen her pajamas , I’m on the guap I ain’t sleep with the b***h, Too focused, n***as fall off they all want it – F**k up checks, They all know it, Finna take off and we all know it. I got a feeetish, When it come to that money I’m selfish (Aye) She steady average I hope that she gettin’ that, When it’s about money you second n***a was broke for a second, Now look at this double G on that Hugo, Put it up We barely subtract, We be addin’ up, Just run it up b**hes be lined up. I got a feeetish for cheddar, I got a feeetish for cheddar I got a feeetish for cheddar, I got a feeetish Them boys can’t f**k with me Smoke up them lames – Pardon me I’m on my way to the cheddar I got a feeetish for cheddarrr.